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PATTI SMITH lyrics : "Gung Ho "

(Smith/Ray/Kaye/Shanahan/Daugherty)
On a field of red one gold star
Raised above his head

Raised above his head
He was not like any other
He was just like any other

And the song they bled
Was a hymn to him


Awake my little one
The seed of revolution
Sewn in the sleeve

Of cloth humbly worn
Where others are adorned


Above the northern plain
The great birds fly
With great wings

Over the paddy fields
And the people kneel
And the men they toil

Yet not for their own
And the children are hungry
And the wheel groans


There before a grass hut
A young boy stood

His mother lay dead
His sisters cried for bread
And within his young heart

The seed of revolution sewn
In cloth humbly worn
While others are adorned


And he grew into a man
Not like any other

Just like any other
One small man
A beard the color of rice

A face the color of tea
Who shared the misery
Of other men in chains

With shackles on his feet
Escaped the guillotine


Who fought against
Colonialism imperialism
Who remained awake

While others slept
Who penned like Jefferson
Let independence ring

And the cart of justice turns
Slow and bitterly
And the people were crying

Plant that seed that seed
And they crawled on their bellies
Beneath the giant beast

And filled the carts with bodies
Where once had been their crops


And the great birds swarm
Spread their wings overhead
And his mother dead

And the typhoons and the rain
The jungles in flames
And the orange sun

None could be more beautiful
Than Vietnam
Nothing was more beautiful

Than Vietnam

And his heart stopped beating

And the wheel kept turning
And the words he bled
Were a hymn to them

I have served the whole people
I have served my whole country
And as I leave this world
May you suffer union
And my great affection

Limitless as sky
Filled with golden stars

The question is raised
Raised above his head

Was he of his word
Was he a good man
For his image fills the southern heart
With none but bitterness


And the people keep crying
And the men keep dying
And it's so beautiful
So beautiful
Give me one more turn

Give me one more turn
One more turn of the wheel

One more revolution
One more turn of the wheel

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